Death is no easy thing to accept, especially when it is the only certainty. As a servant of the goddess of rebirth, it is a subject the Hand of Cerridwen is not used to. When she finds herself guilty of a mercy killing, however, she realizes that death is a necessary part of life. It's convincing those who knew and loved the dead that's the hard part.

Eyja is destined to be Jarl. The life of a noblewoman is all she's ever known. But when her father demands she trade her sewing needles for a sword, she is paired with her exact opposite. Karl, a warrior tasked with teaching her how to survive in the field, introduces her to the rough life of the real world. And Eyja, having never wanted for a thing, is forced to see things in a new light.